“Hills are the cry for the unreachable”...is it just a calligraphy?? Or what else can you deduce out of this tormented fiasco...by any chance are you trying to coil the free end of the string with the legendary silken beard, then you are virtuous with all the fictitious brilliance. Therefore, is he asking us to epitomise hill as coveted as possible, cry as a prodigal waste for the unreachables.
Well this is what best i could emasculate out of this sheer genius work but then i have an improvised definition or for that matter outlook. “Hills are the crystalline tears of the unvanquished” Yes today you might be the unvanquished but does that stop you from commemorating those serpentine roads up to the hills made of salted liquid.
The essence of hills truly captured in your thoughts, even though they are an improvisation of the silken beard. I am too shallow in front of this great piece of writing, to express my comments, still As one your blogs loyalist, I, wanted to share my expressions. Hills for me are the proud invincibles, who are obstinate for the factoid that they had undergone a fimbriated journey through a boisterous path and are still standing unswayed. They are the true examples of the “unvanquished”, whose tears have crystallined during their jaunt to become “the unreachables”…
ReplyDeleteTruly captivating work… expecting more in the near future…